User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-3135907-20111102211748

With the wounded fox between them, Cloke and Grezzer reach the shore. They climb into the boat that now has several slain lying about it. The battle has been over for an hour or two, the wounded dragging themselves up the beach and licking their injuries. A heavy fog descends on them all, and through it Cloke manages to reach the skiff previously owned by Thrid the rat. Gild, a searat in the crew loyal to Cloke, lies sleeping in the stern, a slain Thrid lying nearby. Searg, former follower of Skrab, sleeps also, bound, in the prow end. Quickly Cloke rouses Gild, who at first jumps back with fright at the sight of the dark cloaked beast. Soon they have fully mastered the skiff and begin heading toward the calm, foggy seas.